The best start to my day is sitting out on my front veranda gazing down toward the road, seeing the herd of cows meandering in the green pasture and listening to the quiet sounds of the morning.I am loving my front veranda, and the time spent in the fresh...
This time of year for me has always been a very transitional time. The last weeks of August always brought a frenzy of activity ramping me up for another school year. For the last eleven years it has meant returning to my office either to a work in progress or a...
Two steps forward and how many back? I am feeling that way today as the girls and I approach our day 14 only to tack seven more days on to accommodate Burton, Megan and Cody. For the most part we are doing just fine. We are staying busy enjoying summer on the...
I don't know about the wisdom of the old adage that is today's title. There's been lots of change in the last months, weeks and days and if self isolation is a rest I guess we are having it. But I do not feel rested . On the contrary I feel on edge, worn...
This morning a greeting on a fellow author Jane Tim's blog caught my attention. So many people are ending a conversation these days with Be Safe. This global pandemic is on our minds and lips and in our psyche to be sure. But Jane's greeting spoke loudly to me this...
First and foremost on this last day of July;I am home with Meg's girls.The sun is shining and despite the dog hair billowing across the floor in every room my home is pretty much as I left it.The trip to Meg's accomplished all I set out to do and today is moving van...